Buster is back, as mischievous as ever. He means well, and he is a marvellous playmate for girls, which makes him very special amongst boys of his age. However, things never seem to quite go his way. This comic is no exception...

Poor Buster! But once again he knows how to entertain a girl, and I love him. Of course the old 'lucifers', which predated modern safety matches, would strike on anything, and that is what has happened here. Years ago I remember seeing an Italian western in which one of the characters struck his match on the creased and and suntanned back of another character's neck.